I'm laid out
Like a martyr on a redwood plaque
She's burning
The ticks right off my back

I'm indulgent
I like to cater to peculiar whims
She's fascinated
By my artificial limbs

Asphyxiation
Love's monstrous charm
Asphyxiation
A slow suicide

My life's expended
For my last cigarette
Extreme unction
And pulmo-cardiac arrest

Asphyxiation
Love's monstrous charm
Asphyxiation
A slow suicide

and I smother myself

In Lydia's Black Lung
Lydia's Iron Lung
Lydia's Black Lung
Lydia's Iron Lung

In Lydia's Black Lung
Lydia's Iron Lung
Lydia's Black Lung
Lydia's Iron Lung